歌曲 | Slow Suicide |
歌手 | JamisonParker |
专辑 | Sleepwalker |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Covington | |
It’s the night life | |
That gets them off | |
So desperately they wait for | |
The excuse of love | |
We live like vampires | |
And we, we, we love like killers | |
We all die like infants | |
And we trust like mirrors | |
It’s the smoke and the drinks, and the smiles that it brings | |
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
It’s the love of guilt that forms the habit | |
Of being dramatically overdramatic | |
We live like vampires | |
And we, we, we love like killers | |
We all die like infants | |
And we trust like mirrors | |
It’s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings | |
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence | |
It’s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings (It's a desperate place for desperate people, to find their place before desperate heroes) | |
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence (It's a desperate place for desperate... and they sing) | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain and it's irony | |
In the midst of lust and dropping names, the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane | |
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain and it's irony | |
In the midst of lust and dropping names, the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it’s what we do |
zuo qu : Covington | |
It' s the night life | |
That gets them off | |
So desperately they wait for | |
The excuse of love | |
We live like vampires | |
And we, we, we love like killers | |
We all die like infants | |
And we trust like mirrors | |
It' s the smoke and the drinks, and the smiles that it brings | |
It' s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
It' s the love of guilt that forms the habit | |
Of being dramatically overdramatic | |
We live like vampires | |
And we, we, we love like killers | |
We all die like infants | |
And we trust like mirrors | |
It' s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings | |
It' s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence | |
It' s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings It' s a desperate place for desperate people, to find their place before desperate heroes | |
It' s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence It' s a desperate place for desperate... and they sing | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain and it' s irony | |
In the midst of lust and dropping names, the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane | |
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain and it' s irony | |
In the midst of lust and dropping names, the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do |
zuò qǔ : Covington | |
It' s the night life | |
That gets them off | |
So desperately they wait for | |
The excuse of love | |
We live like vampires | |
And we, we, we love like killers | |
We all die like infants | |
And we trust like mirrors | |
It' s the smoke and the drinks, and the smiles that it brings | |
It' s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
It' s the love of guilt that forms the habit | |
Of being dramatically overdramatic | |
We live like vampires | |
And we, we, we love like killers | |
We all die like infants | |
And we trust like mirrors | |
It' s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings | |
It' s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence | |
It' s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings It' s a desperate place for desperate people, to find their place before desperate heroes | |
It' s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence It' s a desperate place for desperate... and they sing | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain and it' s irony | |
In the midst of lust and dropping names, the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane | |
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain and it' s irony | |
In the midst of lust and dropping names, the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do | |
Slow suicide, like it or not it' s what we do |